A Day in the Life of a Navy Girlfriend

Tyler and I met on his last deployment in a way that still shocks me. This is his second deployment and he has been in the Navy for almost 4 years now. This is how our love story started. I sent him a care package not knowing who he was, and included a card with my e-mail address. The day he received it he sent me an e-mail thanking me and since that day we didn’t stop talking. We talked for months and our first date was his Christmas party two weeks after he got home from Deployment. I then moved to San Diego to be with him in January and He left again for Deployment a short five months later.

I wake up and feel for both phones, yes two phones one where he e-mails me from and one he can call. I know they are both right next to me, as I sleep with them on the highest volume and vibrate so I know I won’t sleep though anything. I then check the time it’s about 6 am. I know he is just getting to work. He works nights and with the time difference we are now on the same schedule. I grab my phone, no new emails. But it won’t hurt to check on my lap top too. Maybe just maybe it didn’t go through to my phone. Nope, no e-mails no missed calls. I’m pretty used to this now. I then try to force myself to get a little more sleep, but I just caught a whiff of his cologne from the sweatshirt I am wearing to bed of his. And now I know I won’t be going back to sleep at all!

I lay for a few moment just thoughts running through my head. I try to imagine what he is doing at that exact moment. I force myself out of bed and it’s the start of the day that I feel like I keep repeating over and over. I e-mail him a good morning e-mail, hop in the shower both phones still close in case I get a call or e-mail. I finish getting ready for work and it’s off to my first job.

I constantly am checking my phone to see if I have received anything. Nothing yet. I’m at work now and getting ready to walk in, when my phone vibrates. I stop what I am doing; it’s just second nature now. My heart races when I see his name in the “new e-mail” section! I read it as fast as I can incase he is still on and we can e-mail back and forth for a little bit. But no luck. His emails are usually short and sweet. It goes something like this: “Morning baby, I am really busy but just wanted to let you know I was thinking of you like always and I love you very much. I’ll try to write you later. I love you.” It’s these little e-mails that get me through the day. I write him a short one back and let him know I am going into work. I then drag myself into work and every chance I get I check my phone to see if I get anything. It’s one of those days that he is busy and I know I will hear from him maybe once or twice.

I am done with my first job so I head out to my car and it’s off to my second job. I then email him to let him know I am off to my other job. I go grab something to eat in my hour break between jobs. Both phones are right next to me, when suddenly I hear that beautiful sound of the phone ringing. I answer, “Hey baby.” Seconds go by, then I hear his voice with his silly, “Heeeeey baby!” In that moment I am blocked from the world and is all I can do is pay attention to every single word he says.

With the delay, our phone conversations are really hard. It’s about a 2 to 5 second delay. But I don’t mind; just hearing his voice makes my day. We talk for about 5 minutes and he does his usual, “Well babe, I’m really busy I have to go but I’ll write you in a while.” We say our goodbyes and after he hangs up, I hold the phone to my ear making sure he is really gone. Then I snap back to reality and it’s off to the second job.

Before I walk in I e-mail him a quick little, “I love you.” I then sit at my desk with my phone next to me waiting and waiting like most days and I keep checking the time. It’s now 5:30 pm. I have a half hour before I know he is off work and after that I know I won’t get an e-mail till the next day! A wave of sadness hits me and I have to excuse myself to the bathroom. I cry for a bit then pull myself together.

Watching the minutes tick by, it’s now 6 pm. I now put myself in my mood where I just make myself as busy as possible so I can get home. 10 pm hits and I drive home with my indie folk music blaring as I cry.

I get home to my roommate making dinner. I eat in silence. He asks, “You ok?” My usually answer: “Uh Huh!” I watch Weeds and e-mail Tyler through the show telling him about my day and little things that happened. I try to include him and make him a part of my day. I say goodnight to my roommate and I walk up the stairs; eyes heavy and ready to go to sleep! I get ready for bed, put a t-shirt of Tyler’s on, and lie down. I plug in both of my phones so I know they are charged and ready to go for the next day.

I open up my laptop, check my Facebook. My usual status is something about him. I write to my ladies on MSOS (the military support site that saves me). I check my countdown to make sure time is actually moving. Sometimes it just seems like Groundhog Day to me. I look through my e-mails from the day and re-read old ones from him. It makes me feel better reading them before I go to bed. I e-mail him a quick goodnight. And it’s off to bed for me, in our bed that is too big for me and in his t-shirt that smells like him.

This is my usual day give or take a phone call or an e-mail. I do have fun when I get a chance because I know he would want me to as I want him to. But he is always on my mind. Wake up, wash, rinse, and repeat.<3

Jerrica